On the high platform, there were naturally winners and losers, and at this time, a guy outside the courtyard trotted all the way to Zhang Yiyang, and then handed over the letter in his arms to him.

Seeing the letter, Zhang Yiyang was a little hesitant, but when he opened it, his face became helpless again.

The letter was written by Hong Meiniang and Xiaoman together, and when the mother and daughter sent the letter, they were already on their way to the Imperial City.

The letter said that let him rest assured and boldly do what he wanted to do, without thinking about their safety, because they believed that with Yi Yang's name, the academy would take them in, even if they didn't, then they would find a hiding place nearby and wait for him to return to the academy.

In one of the paragraphs, Xiaoman also wrote, "Little brother, don't worry about boldly fighting and snatching back the number one beauty in Melting Snow City for me, my sister is missing a few good sisters! Now there are no worries! So what are you waiting for?"

Seeing Xiaoman and Hong Meiniang's beautiful fonts, and full of love, Zhang Yiyang's eyes were moved, and when he looked at Rouqing on the high platform, his heart became hot again.

At this time, there was only one person left on the high platform, a young man from the Snow Clan, whose age was no different from Zhang Yiyang, but the strength he showed had obviously broken through the Martial Sect and reached the Nine-Rank Xuanzun, and it was comparable to the Nine-Rank Xuanzun who was not an ordinary, and this person actually did not go to the Imperial City Academy, which was also a more unbelievable thing.

But the exchange of heads and ears in the audience also understood the reason, it turned out that the young man of the Xue family on this stage was the eldest son of the side lineage, called Xue Feng, and his talent was even more outstanding, but he did not go to the Imperial City Academy, but was valued by the power of an eight-rank Tianzun and accepted the closed disciples.

Seeing Shan Ming on the side, Zhang Yiyang smiled and said, "What's the matter? Shan Ming wants to go up and give it a try? Then let's go!"

Shan Ming saw Zhang Yiyang's gaze and nodded, because he had lost a Nine-Rank Earth Spirit Grass before, he really didn't want to lose this opportunity to compete for the Nine-Rank Heavenly Weapon.

Shan Ming himself is also from a big family, but it is a pity that the family has fallen, and he is also homeless, and the lack of resources is really impossible to find, so he was forced to come to the Yi clan to be the leader of this guard, in fact, the main reason is that when he saw Xiaoman, his heart was full of commotion, so he stayed.

I saw him change five steps to two steps, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the high platform, stretched out his hand and reported his family name, he didn't say what he was doing, just said, Yi Shan Ming, and then took out his own weapon, a spear.

Facing the son of the Snow Clan, Shan Ming also knew that his status was far from the other party, but the value of the Nine Rank Heavenly Weapon, even if he worked hard to die, he would not necessarily get it, so he had to fight for his life today.

said that he would directly stab out with a shot, and the Snow Clan boy on the opposite side was dressed in white, holding a narrow sword with an ice blue body, and when he saw the shot from the other party, a sneer flashed on his face, and he also stabbed out.

"Boom" The two collided in the blink ......of an eye, but Shan Ming and Ben were not each other's opponents, and they were directly knocked off the high platform after one move.

Before Shan Ming could hit the ground, a big strong hand caught him and held him steady.

At this time, Shan Ming turned around and saw that it was the patriarch of the Yi clan, Yi Yang, who caught him, only to see him comfort himself with his eyes, and then flew onto the high platform.

That's right, he flew up, as if he was strolling in mid-air, and landed on the stage gracefully, but he didn't look at the Snow Clan's son, but looked at Rouqing unabashedly.

And Rouqing also raised her chin curiously, glanced at the young man on the stage, she saw a trace of familiarity in the other party's gaze, but she shook her head slowly, thinking that it couldn't be him, he couldn't be so young, and then Mu Ne put away his gaze, as if he had lost his brilliance.

At this time, a resentful gaze looked at the young man on the field, this gaze came from Li Tian, the other party looked at his bride unscrupulously, how could he not let himself be angry!

Zhang Yiyang was disdainful of Li Tian's gaze, and just calmly said to the Snow Clan's son: "Let's start!"

The son of the Snow Clan didn't move, but just snorted coldly and said, "Hit the dog, there is a master, do you think you can?"

"Hehe! I won't know until I fight!" After speaking, a fire dragon in his left hand flew out directly and pounced head-on on the Snow Clan's son, Xue Feng.

Xue Feng saw the fire dragon rushing over, and he also saw the extraordinary, and urged the Xuanbing spiritual power in his body with all his strength, condensing into an ice shield to meet this fire dragon.

Bang...... On the high platform, a thick white mist appeared, enveloping the figures of the two of them.

Then there was another crunch, click...... It was the sound of bones shattering, and it rang out from the thick fog.

People can't help but wonder, who could it be?

Suddenly, most of the optimistic Snow Clan sons, Xue Feng, flew upside down from the high platform at this time, and knocked over several wine tables before stabilizing his body.

Then the white mist dissipated, and the tall young man dressed in white and drank the fragrant tea in his hand leisurely, and this cup of tea was the cup that Rouqing had just drunk, but he didn't know when he held it in his hand, and even the people in the Jiupin Tianzun realm present did not notice it.

Rouqing looked at the vanished teacup at a loss, but on the other hand, her face showed a more interested taste.

And at this time, there was an uproar in the audience, no wonder this Yi clan dared to openly set up the name of the family in the forest of Melting Snow City, looking at the strength and talent of its young patriarch is extraordinary, and I don't know what kind of strength his elders will have, but there has never been a name of the Yi family on the Jiupin Continent over the years, and everyone can't help but think hard and rack their brains.

And Shan Ming in the audience, when he saw the patriarch who was a few years younger than himself, he ended the challenge of Xuefeng in just two moves, and couldn't help but let him freeze in place, no wonder the other party just saw his strength in the blink of an eye, so it was, he was even more glad that he didn't take away the spiritual grass of the Nine Grades because of a moment of greed, otherwise, it would not be Xuefeng who was lying here, but himself.

"This kid is not simple!" Fang Ting couldn't help but speak.

"Yes, indeed, but that's it!" Hong Zhida said.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Hong Zhentian urged in his mouth: "Zhida, don't underestimate anyone, otherwise you will definitely be the one who suffers!"

Hong Zhida glanced at the young man on the stage, and replied: "Yes! Grandpa! Zhida has written it down!"

At this time, Fang Ting asked, "Are you first or am I first?"

Hong Zhida showed a look of war, "I'll come! This kid just finished filming his ass! I feel unhappy when I see it!"